The kids help put the Christmas tree up this weekend. So, between the marti gras beads flung all over the tree (at kid-height-level), the empty spot at the bottom where Chevy has been pulling off all the decorations, and the large number of breakable ornaments clustered together at the top, it looks like Walmart blew up all over our tree.
To top it off, we went a bit crazier with the Christmas lights this year. I know it’s not like some of those 500,000 light-carnival-houses with the blow up santa elmo and dancing coke bears. But for us, it was a lot of lights! My mom was calling my husband “Kirk Griswold,” and commenting that the neighbors are complaining because it’s “too bright to fall asleep.” The kids love it, which is totally the reason why we did it… I don’t think a day will pass between now and December 25th that we won’t have some sort of Christmas music blasting in our home.
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